Turn around of shy wife

[Givemeextra]

“Sure,” he replied. He eyed her body as she bent to get the wine, her ass pointed directly his way, her legs looking fleshy hair less and smooth to the high heels she still had on. She set the bottle on the counter and turned to him.

“Do you like what you see?” she asked, posing for him with her hands on her hips and her tits held high.

“You know I do,” he smiled, nodding his head. “Wouldn’t you be more comfortable with your shoes off?”


“Probably, but wearing them make me feel slutty, and I’ve recently discovered that I like feeling slutty,” she smiled mischievously.

He smiled at her as he stepped before her, reaching behind her and grabbing her ass cheeks, pulling her close to him. “And I like seeing you get slutty. I can’t believe how hot it was watching another woman take you in the middle of the restaurant.”

She teasingly pushed him away. “Cool down, stud. It’s time to mellow out for a little bit. Take off the rest of your clothes and have a seat in the living room. I’ll be right in with the wine.”

Azmath went into the living room, finished undressing, and put on some quiet music. By then, Rehana had rejoined him. She motioned Azmath to the sofa, where he sat on the right side. She stood above him and handed him his wine glass. “Cheers’” she toasted. She sat next to him and he put his arm around her shoulder. She snuggled into him, her back against the side of his chest, and set her wine glass down on the coffee table. “This is nice,” she purred soft

Azmath stayed at Rehana’s Monday night. They did manage to sleep, but only intermittently, and only when they were too tired from fucking. 

They woke early Tuesday morning and snuggled in each other’s arms until Rehana had to get ready for work. She left the bathroom door open as she showered, while Azmath lay in bed, propped up by the pillows, and watched, her body not clearly visible through the frosted shower door. He watched her step out of the shower and towel herself off. He watched in silence as she laid out her clothes for the day and got dressed. 

Before she left, she sat beside him on the bed and they kissed, their tongues dancing wildly in each other’s mouth. Rehana gently pushed him away. “I’ve got to go. Stay as long as you like. There’s a spare key by the kitchen phone. I’ll be home by 5:15. Will I see you then?”

“I’ll be here,” Azmath replied. “Don’t be late.”



That day, Rehana couldn’t get Azmath off her mind. She still didn’t know exactly what it was about him that got to her so. But she did know that she wanted him, and she knew that it excited her to be with someone younger. It seemed to bring out the slut in her, and she liked that.

Azmath couldn’t get Rehana off his mind, either. She was an intelligent, successful and sexy woman. She was so much more than the airheads he went to college with. There were no games with Rehana. She knew just what she wanted. And what she wanted was sex. If there was some risk involved, that was okay. So far, there didn’t seem to be any limits with her. And there were suggestions of more to come.

Azmath got to back to Rehana’s house at about 5 o’clock that afternoon. He relaxed on the sofa as he waited for her. By 7 o’clock she still hadn’t arrived home. Azmath thought that was a little funny, especially since she hadn’t called to let him know, but he shrugged it off as no big deal. After all, it wasn’t as if he was her father or anything. 

She finally rolled in around 7:30. She had obviously been drinking. She explained that she’d had a late afternoon business meeting with a major client and afterwards, they all went to happy hour. She was sorry, but she just hadn’t been able to call.

Azmath actually had no problem at all with her explanation. After all, here she was, looking as good as ever, with a hint of horniness in her eyes. But his mind was working in another direction. Perhaps a little punishment might make the evening more interesting, he thought.

“I’m sorry, Rehana, but your explanation is unacceptable. You kept me waiting for over 2 hours. The least you could have done is call.”

“ Azmath. What’s up with you?” she responded bluntly, not yet catching on to the game. “Lighten up a little.”

“No, Rehana. What you did was rude and selfish, and you need to be punished,” he said, rising from the kitchen table where he had been sitting. “Now go stand in the corner while I decide on your punishment,” he growled, doing his best to look the part of the stern taskmaster.

She looked at him intently, not quite certain what was going on. She opened her mouth to speak, but he cut her off. “Move,” he said. “It will only get worse if you delay.

She lowered her head. “Yes, sir,” she responded meekly as she assumed her position in the corner. She was fairly certain that Azmath was just playing around. What the hell, she thought, she might as well play along. She stood there several minutes, waiting, waiting for him to say something. “Azmath,” she said quietly after a time. There was no Response. “Please, sir,” she tried.

“That’s better. What do you want?” he responded roughly.

So that’s how he wants it. Okay, she could do that. “May I go to the bathroom, sir? I have to pee.”

Azmath grinned to himself at the submissive nature of her request. “Are you sure you’re not just trying to get out of the corner?” he responded.

“Oh no, sir. I really need to pee.”

“Very well,” Azmath answered. “But just to make certain you’re not up to something, You’ll have to leave the door open. And I’ll be watching.”

“Yes, sir.”